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Inflammation in the joints, and digestive system seems to be plaguing a lot of people, including myself. So I got on the trail of exploring turmeric. I think it is fairly well known that turmeric is an excellent anti-inflammatory. I found that it has many other medicinal qualities as well. Below is quite a list of benefits from having turmeric in our diet on a regular basis. Seems like a good all around ingredient to have in our food to support the prevention of the following list of ailments. I cook a lot with turmeric in the cooler months because the food I like it in is more compatible with colder weather. But now I am exploring other ways to include it in my diet during the warmer months so I receive the benefits year round. I am lucky that it grows prolifically here on Maui so I have access to the fresh root.

For acute situations such as inflammation when my joints are inflamed, and I am suffering from a case of bloating because I just couldn’t stay away from that one slice of pizza the night before, loosing all willpower and throwing caution to the wind, just gotta do it sometimes, you know what I mean? I load my food, and sometimes I even buy turmeric powder in bulk and a bunch of empty capsules and spend an hour or so filling the capsules so I can take a couple two or three times a day.

Common Medicinal Uses

Inflammation

Liver disorders

Digestive aid

Anti-viral

Anti-tumor

Removes blood stagnation

Moves chi and stops pain

Sinus and ear problems

Meridian Affinities

Stomach, spleen, liver

Issues it addresses

Depression

Indigestion or heartburn

Abdominal (stomach) pain or bloating

Excessive bleeding

Rheumatoid arthritis

Diarreha

Gas

Loss of appetite

Jaundice, hepatitis, or other liver problems

High cholesterol

Gallstones or other gallbladder problems

Fever

Absent menstrual periods (amenorrhea)

Cancer (for both prevention and treatment)

Fluid retention

Headache

Bronchitis, the common cold, or other respiratory infections

Fibromyalgia

Kidney problems

Bladder infections.

Applying turmeric topically (to the skin) is said to be beneficial for the following problems:

Pain

Ringworm

Bruising

Leech wounds

Infections

Eczema

Inflammation.

I have made a salve with turmeric, ginger, and cayenne and rub it on my wrists that some times get inflamed when I have to do a lot of cooking, weeding, etc. It really helps with the inflammation and increases circulation.

If you would like to learn more about turmeric and receive recipes that include it, join my free newsletter on my home page. The September issue is focused on turmeric and shares its medicine and magic on many levels

It has been a wild ride since my last newsletter. I uprooted from Asheville, NC and moved back home to Maui, via a month on the Big Island. The growing need and experiment to follow where I am called and not have an agenda that is so strong I can’t be guided has put me to the test with such a big move. And it took awhile to get grounded. It wasn’t until I did ground that I realized I was being blown all over the place. It has once again been a great reminder of the benefits of being rooted in the body with feet on the Earth while staying open to Divine guidance. I don’t know about you, but I need to practice this — a lot.

Letting go of the fear of survival, which the energy of fall supports, and dropping into myself deep enough to feel an unshakable commitment to my soul’s song and contract no matter what, has been the grounding I needed so I can trust myself to steward my gifts with the integrity they deserve. I am seeing this process unfold in others around me and wonder if this is indeed a collective wave we are all riding in our own way.

I continue to come back to the seasonal energetic wave that nature provides so I can flow with the current, stop trying to swim upstream, thrash around in the froth of the waves, or dig my heals in the sand.

Coming home to myself, to the arms of the Mother, as she holds my inner child and makes her feel safe is a glorious journey that dissolves all the false beliefs and structures that were built to keep a fearful inner child feeling safe to begin with.

Fall and winter are superb seasons to take a look at those structures that no longer serve, let them go and access the soul’s treasure chest of gifts unrestricted by fear. Isn’t it an outrageous ride we are all on as we usher ourselves into a new way of being.

Remember, you have a very wise, compassionate Mother guiding you, holding you, supporting you to come home to her and yourself.

If you do not already have my book there is a section in it that supports you to strengthen your internal Mother and use her compassion to heal your inner child. This is where I have found the true safety to be. It is within us. It is not trying to control the world outside ourselves to keep the child safe. It is having a solid, healthy internal Mother and child relationship so the child no longer runs our lives from the background trying to be safe. If you have my book review this section.

For us to move into a new paradigm that is not run by fear is it possible that it is all within ourselves? Strengthen your internal Mother by living aligned with her wisdom reflected to you in nature. Heal your relationship with the Mother, nourish and heal your child. Heal your child and heal our world. Feel her arms around you and you are unshakable in your commitment to your own soul’s song.

Coming home to the arms of my beloved Mother Maui, bathing in her compassionate energy, trusting her to take care of me upon my return, trusting my own internal Mother to care for my child is strengthening the sense of safety and trust in myself. When we feel safe we can have healthy, loving relationships with one another that supports us all to shine brightly. Isn’t that what we are all moving toward in our new paradigm?

Fall and Winter seasons, when honored, is the reflective inward time of the year that supports this journey. Allow yourself to slow down, spend time inward and explore what old beliefs are running your life. Make that child feel safe so you can dismantle those beliefs. Those beliefs are going no where and will continue to run our lives until that child feels safe.

The sacred art of nourishing was practiced in ancient goddess traditions in many forms. It was a way of honoring the sensual pleasures and blessings that came with our physical existence. Nourishing one’s self through food, beauty, touch, sex, music, art and nature is an act of receiving Divine love. The destruction of the goddess cultures has resulted in disconnecting from this sacred art and the belief by many that they are unworthy of this nourishment.

I have met and worked with many women over the years and it has become glaringly apparent to me that just about every woman I’ve known is comfortable with offering nourishment to others. Receiving it is another matter.

I lived in a rather funky little jungle house built into the side of a ridge in the rainforest on Maui. It was an indoor, outdoor lifestyle. The house was all glass on one side overlooking the jungle, with the ocean a short walk away.

I decided to create a day of nourishment for five of my women friends and called it Pele’s Parlor. They gathered one morning at my jungle home for tea from local herbs I had gathered and dried.

We walked down a rutted, dirt road that ended on the cliff of the north shore overlooking the ocean and a special bay. It was whale season so we hung out on the cliff awhile, watching the whales breaching and swimming past. The view was breathtaking. The bay was lined with lava rock that had been ground smooth from the ocean’s constant ebb and flow. I could lie in my bed at home and listen to her roll the rocks back and forth in the stillness of the night. It was her song for the whole neighborhood.

The five of us built a small fire in the shade under a large false almond tree. Then we stripped off our clothes, dove into the ocean waves, and lounged on the warm boulders with the surf crashing around us. I ceremoniously brought out the sacred red dirt harvested from a vein that ran through the cliff, put it in my coconut bowl and added a little ocean water, mixing it into a fine slip. We gathered around and smeared this iron-rich mud all over our bodies. The only thing showing that was not bright red were the rings around our eyes. We basked on the boulders in the sun as the sacred mud drew out toxins and filled us with blood-nourishing iron.

Some women could not help but release their primordial screams as they danced on the rocks, covered in mud with the waves crashing around them. We dove into the ocean and scrubbed off the mud with seaweed, then returned to the fire for a snack in the shade. Each of us ran our fingers over our silky skin—oohing, aahing and feeling primal.

We walked back to the lanai of my jungle house where I had set up a table filled with bowls of avocado, yogurt, papaya, oatmeal and yogurt, breast massage creams, foot massage oils, moisturizers, washcloths and towels. We gave ourselves facials with the various ingredients and ate the wonderful fruits that grew wild in the jungle, We had bananas, mango, guava, pineapple and coconut.

After awhile, with faces smeared with food, we all went into the kitchen and prepared a meal together giggling, talking story and drinking my wild-crafted tea. We convened back to the lanai and sat around a beautifully-set table with flowers that grew abundantly around the house.

Another woman friend who specializes in the ancient Hawaiian Lomi Lomi massage set up a massage table and altar in the downstairs, outdoor room. Each woman took her turn receiving a massage. Another woman brought her Tarot cards and gave each of us a short reading. We continued to drop deeper into self-nourishment while being filled by our friendship. The image of one of the women sitting on my lanai eating wild guava, tear-streaked face smeared with avocado while she massaged her breasts with oil, will forever be etched in my memory. Her tears flowed with the merged feelings of gratitude for this experience and the deep grief of not feeling worthy of such frivolity.

As the day unfolded every woman had a moment of deep grief woven with joy and ecstasy. At some point throughout the day, each of us fell into our moment of recognition of the absence of this in our lives. Unanimously the feeling of not deserving nourishment in the form of pure pleasure was expressed by the women as if it came from the same underground pool.

Soon it was dusk. With the candles lit, the Hawaiian music playing, another snack, we all melted into a moment of deep nourishment and self-love. We were full.

The next morning I received a call from the one of the husbands. “I don’t know what you women did yesterday, but a monster left in the morning and a goddess returned.”

Simple, Sacred & Fun!

If you live on Maui or planning a trip consider a sacred day of nourishment. I am offering a day you can share with friends celebrating a birthday, upcoming wedding, or just being alive. I will guide you on a hike through one of our valleys, up rivers, or to a waterfall enjoying the ritual of nourishing ourselves on many levels while tapping into our primal selves. There is no describing the journey into the arms of Mother Maui, receiving her deep nourishment when we take the time to check out of our fast paced lives and honor ourselves.

Heat 1 TBS broth in medium soup pot. Sauté onion over medium heat for about 5 minutes, stirring frequently, until translucent. Add garlic, ginger, and continue to sauté for another minute. Add turmeric, curry powder, and mix well. Add squash and broth, and mix. Bring to a boil on high heat. Once it comes to a boil reduce heat to medium low and simmer uncovered until squash is tender, about 10 minutes.

Place in blender and blend with coconut milk. Make sure you blend in batches filling blender only half full. Start on low speed, so hot soup does not erupt and burn you. Blend until smooth, about 1 minute. Thin with a little broth if needed. Season to taste with salt and white pepper. Reheat, and add cilantro.

In the ancient Taoist 5 element system, spring is connected to the liver and gallbladder. Not only do they have a physical job to do for our body in processing fat and toxins that are taken in, but they also govern the realm of movement forward, along with anger and resentment that holds us back. When you think about it, spring energy is very much about springing forward. Here is an excerpt from my book Divine Nourishment, A Woman’s Sacred Journey with Food. It’s a collective anger, resentment and even rage women carry, we are healing, some unconsciously, some very consciously . This is a good piece to ponder and cleanse ourselves of in this spring season so we can move forward with our creations–that this season supports us to do as well.

The Basis of Rage Toward the Masculine

Think about the saying, “Behind every man lies a good woman.” There is a lot of truth to this statement when you consider how the feminine and masculine energies work together.

The feminine energy opens to receive Divine inspiration—gestates the creation and gives birth to it. Once she is ready, she hands it to the masculine who is designed to take it into the world and give it form — take the action necessary to bring it forth. When we are balanced we hold both energies equally

But we have bought into the illusion that the masculine takes it out on its own. So women struggle with the feeling that they have been left behind. One of the ways that feeling tends to manifest is women repeating themselves over and over again to get their point across because they don’t feel as if they are being heard. It is also a feeling that we have to justify what we do and how we do it. In some unconscious way we feel we have to justify our very existence.

However, when we repeat ourselves over and over, we actually end up not being heard and our words lose their power. So we sit back and feel resentful. We withdraw. We wait, robbed of the richness of our own life. Waiting has an enormous cost. Pulling our self in and withdrawing feels lonely, isolating, and frustrating. All that we are withholding is gestating. And eventually what we are left with is rage soup. What would it look like if we said something just once? No explanation, no justification — just say it — with confidence.

The collective feminine has withdrawn as a result of feeling hurt, holding themselves back, while the collective masculine has moved on creating whatever it is they are inspired to create. Women feel left behind and are deeply resentful.

The masculine is doing what it is designed to do without the Divine inspiration from the feminine and the qualities that the feminine bring to the creation that ensures the balance of our actions.

The difficult thing to embrace is that no one can put us in a prison unless we agree to go in and shut the door behind us. Therein lies the heart or root of our shame. Somehow we have been left behind, unable to keep up, and therefore feel unworthy of recognition, of being heard, of being accepted for just who we are.

If we had entered our era of technology with the masculine and feminine balanced it would look vastly different at this time in history.

It is time to unlock the door and let ourselves out of the prison. Quit holding ourselves back, waiting, and honor who we inherently are so we can step up and take our place in this dance of creation.

As we explore the wounding of the feminine we must consider that at one point thousands of years ago the collective decided to find out what would happen if we were to repress the feminine energy. What would it look like if we repressed this half of our wholeness?

Both men and women are a part of this unconscious decision. Because we have all had many lifetimes as both a feminine and masculine incarnation, we can’t sit back and blame the masculine for this imbalance. Men have suffered from this imbalance as much as women in their own way. We have approached a time when we all feel saturated in this imbalanceand are awakening to the consequences of it.

The rage many women feel toward men is actually due to their own repression causing the waiting. When we suffer from this energy of waiting caused by our inherent shame we feel left behind. We feel as if we are missing out.

Every fall the energy of “Honoring” comes to the forefront of my consciousness. It is one of the universal spiritual aspects this season highlights. I notice every little nuance in life that reflects someone or something being honored, and more often than not, what is not, or has not been honored, that we are at the affect of now. It flows through my existence like water seeping through the cracks and crevices seeking the deepest ground where it can pool.

It seems like no matter what I am healing, reclaiming, returning, realigning with, it boils down to “Honoring.” How much I honor myself, and everything else in existence.

Lately I have supported friends to have a sacred passage as they left their bodies. These experiences greatly highlighted the lack of honoring of the passage as sacred and deserving of being embraced. Whenever I take notice of something, Pandora opens her box and out flies all the connections to this observation. With this came the lack of honoring our elders.

Currently I am supporting a close friend to have a conscious, normal, natural birthing experience for her and her newborn baby. I am honored to be a part of her journey and will be supporting her through labor. We are attending classes together and being educated on what that can look like. In the process I have had my eyes opened to the abomination of birth that overran our society for the last 100 years, or so.

I watched a very powerful movie, “The Business of Being Born.” It stated when we took birthing out of the hands of midwives and put it into the hospitals, lead by surgeons, convincing women they didn’t know how to give birth, there was a big shift in the birthing process. Something women have been doing for millions of years all of a sudden could not be trusted in their hands. Go figure. The body was no longer honored for knowing how to do this, largely because it took too long, and didn’t fit the busy schedule of the hospital staff. How on Earth did we buy into that nonsense?

The recognition of the ultimate take away was unnerving, and brought up so much rage in me. A rage I had carried my entire life. I dug a little deeper with this and realized that the majority of us who were born during this period in history, which, by the way, is still going on, came into this world, NOT BEING HONORED as a sacred being in a sacred way that produced a bond of the deepest love between Mother and child. The Mothers were not honored, and the babies were not honored.

So, how on Earth are we suppose to walk through life honoring ourselves and the world around us? How are we suppose to honor our Mother? I realized to shift this perception of ourselves will take shifting the birthing process back to it’s natural state, supported by those who honor this passage as a sacred event that the Mother, her body, and baby together have the wisdom to accomplish.

Surgeons and hospitals are a wonderful backup if for some reason something goes wrong, which is always a possibility, so we don’t want to throw the baby out with the bath water. Bless them for doing what they are good at. But women have always, since the beginning of time surrounded women who are giving birth. This is a feminine trait that is hardwired. Maybe if we give this sacred passage along with the passage of leaving this world back to the feminine, over time we will have a society that is capable of honoring themselves, one another, and the world around them. (This includes men who are balanced and embrace this side of themselves.)

Then maybe birth and death can return to the ultimate orgasmic experience in life that it was designed to be, instead of infused with fear and confusion.

I am thrilled to also become aware that a large movement toward bringing both these passages back into the realm of the sacred is gaining momentum. Consider opening to this realm and breath as much life into it as possible, so we can all return to our birth right of being honored as a sacred being, brought into a sacred life, on a sacred Earth, that we and all sentient beings deserve. Imagine what that would do for the neighborhood!

I myself plan to give myself a rebirthing experience of honoring myself for my upcoming 60th birthday with the attitude, that it is never to late to have an orgasmic, sacred birth.